This was the fifth year for Arts Alive, the multidimensional celebration of arts and crafts that happens here in Falmouth on and near the library lawn. It's a more "local" event than the various craft fairs that happen after the July 4 weekend, and there's lots of music involved in tents near the crafts venue. All the vendors and performers are local to Falmouth or very nearby. And the buyers and browsers tend to be people you see in the coffee shop or the grocery store, or regular summer visitors here for an early weekend. It's a fun time if the weather cooperates.
And this year for some of us it was a more lucrative weekend than it has been in the past. Saturday was a brilliant blue-sky-sunshiney day and lots of people came out and many of them bought pots. Steady buying right through the day. We like that. Sunday was foggy and cloudy and the buying public was much slower to emerge. But Sundays are always a bit slower and no doubt some families took Dad out for a Father's Day breakfast.
But it was a successful weekend for us. Now maybe I can get one more firing in before the upcoming craft and art fair in Marion, not far away on the mainland.
In the top photo, Falmouth potter and art teacher Frances Johnson visits, and so does local ne'er-do-well Grant Mallett. Next photo down, what is it that goes through people's minds when they pick up a teabowl and stare at it? Fitting it to her hands, perhaps? She didn't buy, in any case. And next, part of the strolling crowd.
6 comments:
ahhh yeh for steady sales i like those days..looks like a lovely spot hollis..
Friendly local crowds, Ang. It's a nice event, when it doesn't rain.
It sounds like a fun event.
Dave
I'm sorry I missed this event. Looks like a great time.
As someone who has a few of your pots I can tell you that when I look at a piece I am checking for feel, mostly (I have one of your thumb print cups that I use quite frequently for coffee that is perfect for me and I love it!). I have another mug that was slightly damaged and I think you called it a 'second' or something. Anyway, when I saw that piece, I liked that it was sort of off-set, and being damaged I was not sure someone else would take it. It needed a home. It, too, is a favorite.
If I stare at a piece and put it back, it does not mean I don't like it, but maybe it does not 'feel' quite right.
Larger pots are tougher. One must consider the uses. I don't much care if things match. I like a heavy pot that can stand the abuse at a table full of hungry visitors, or a big batch of steamers.
Finally, if I am looking for a gift, I stare at them to find just the right piece. There are so many great pots that it can be a daunting task to make a decision. Sometimes I come up empty-handed.
Looks nice a nice day Hollis.
good to have steady sales as well. no wonder the pots look great.
I love the poor little kid with a Monkey on his back.
I hope it doesn't following him for the rest of his life.
I liked that one, too, Paul. We didn't use a leash when Marcus was that age. I always wonder what subconscious memories remain with a kid about that kind of thing.
And thanks, Barry. That's probably more or less what I thought. I'd done it myself. But some people do it without ever making eye contact or any other contact with the maker. Seems strange sometimes.
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